Reborn As An Extra : I'm gonna mess up everything

Both Claus and Violet were at their limits. Their mana had completely run out, leaving them unable to use magic or essence stones. 

Claus, however, had the upper hand. She still held her longsword, while Violet was barehanded. 

Violet's breath steadied as she took a combat stance, her eyes sharp with focus. "I have an A-grade ESR talent. My mana will recover faster than hers. I just need to stall for a bit. One good punch with mana, and I can turn this around," she thought with determination. 

Claus wasn't oblivious to this plan. She could feel the tension in the air. Without hesitation, she charged forward with her sword, her movements quick and forceful. 

Claus slashed, and Violet barely dodged the blade, her body twisting at the last second. But Claus didn't relent. She attacked again and again, her strikes relentless and precise. 

Dodge. 
Dodge. 
Dodge. 

Violet narrowly avoided every blow, her body moving on pure instinct. Sweat dripped down her forehead as her heart pounded in her chest. But Claus wasn't going to let up. 

Then, in a sudden move, Claus hurled her longsword straight at Violet. 

Violet's eyes widened in shock. "She threw her sword?" she gasped, dodging it instinctively. 

But it was a trap. 

As Violet dodged, her movements faltered for a split second, and that was all Claus needed. She closed the distance in a flash. 

Before Violet could react, Claus delivered a powerful kick to her face. The force of the blow sent Violet stumbling back, caught completely off guard. 

Claus didn't stop. She followed with a fierce punch to Violet's abdomen, knocking the air out of her lungs. A pained gasp escaped Violet as she felt the impact deep in her core. 

Without missing a beat, Claus grabbed Violet as if embracing her and executed a flawless judo throw. She slammed Violet's head into the ground with a heavy thud. 

Violet's vision blurred. Her head spun, and her body felt like it was on fire. Her breaths came in ragged gasps, each one heavier than the last. 

But Claus wasn't done. She leapt onto Violet's prone body, pinning her down. Raising her fists, she began punching Violet's face without mercy. 

"Just give up already!" Claus shouted, her voice filled with frustration and pride. "There's no way I'm losing to someone like you! Your A-grade aptitude and gravity magic are the only reasons you've lasted this long!" 

Violet winced as she tried to block the punches with her arms. Her body ached, her strength was failing, but deep in her heart, she refused to give up.

Violet's vision blurred as her consciousness wavered, but a memory from her past kept her from slipping into darkness. 

Years ago, when she was still a child and hadn't awakened, she was just a little girl trying to navigate a harsh world. On one particular day, a group of bullies had cornered her. They laughed cruelly as they taunted her, shoving her around. Fear gripped her small frame as she tried to hold back tears. 

But suddenly, a fist came out of nowhere, landing squarely on one of the bully's faces and knocking him out cold. The others froze for a moment, startled by the interruption. 

It was a boy, about her age, with vibrant blue hair and eyes as deep and clear as the ocean. He stood defiantly in front of her, his small body shielding her from harm. His face was both cute and determined, a mix of innocence and courage.